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Wet
Member

since 1999-07-25

Posts 60
Brentwood, Tn

0 posted 1999-11-17 09:11 PM

Blistered and Beaten
The path so dusty and dark,
Strugling and bruised
He walks on ahead.
The child of the lord
Now weakened by our hatred,
He carries our souls and sins
With the cross he drags behind him.
Now blood drippin from his hands,
He drops the cross
And looks at his mother,
Picking up the splintered wood
His hands are now pouring out blood.
Our eyes are wide open now,
Yet his are welded shut with blood and sweat.
Many people watch him as his god-like energy drains from his soul.
His mother cries for him,
But she is overwhelmed
And yet great-ful of her child's love and sacravice.
As he drops the cross made of wood to the site of his death,
He looks into the eyes of his people.
While he is being nailed to the cross,
He looks into the souls of his followers.
And as he is dying he prays for the people who watched him die.
And as he takes his last breath he forgives us,
Our souls are replenished with his many drops of blood.
And as we sin,
He lives and walks the path again.

WhtDove
Member Rara Avis

since 1999-07-22

Posts 9245
Illinois

1 posted 1999-11-17 10:32 PM

I replied to this in open first! I think it an excellent portrayal of what He went through for us. Welcome to Spiritual, and thank you for sharing. I hope you have more to share with us.

Echo Rhayne
Senior Member

since 1999-09-17

Posts 1495
Canyon Country, CA

2 posted 1999-11-18 01:35 AM

So often we forget what it was like the day Jesus took up His cross to die for us. I think you give an excellent portrayal of that day with this. Thank you for sharing!

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~*~ Time erases and rewrites all the lines. What remains is the poetry! ~*~

Michael

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Member Rara Avis

since 1999-08-13

Posts 7666
California

3 posted 1999-11-19 01:57 AM

Powerful piece, here. Love the way you ended the poem...indeed, every sin sets Him down that path again. A dear price paid for us.

Michael

deleeme
Senior Member

since 1999-10-09

Posts 1766
NEW ENGLAND, USA

4 posted 1999-11-19 06:10 PM

In writting this you sound as if you were there--By faith it appears you have been--and thanks to you we too get to share in the glimpses of the most important event in all of Human history--Thanks so much for sharing it with us.

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"Our Creativity points to a Higher Creator--we couldn't have just happened, and for what ability we may possess--to God be the glory." -dlw-

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